I was born free
With own sweet little world of mine
Which had no ties no boundaries?
Just people to care around
I grew into a girl
With boundaries of
Relationships
Allowed to make my own decisions
But with a thought of hundred people in my mind
The hundred which did not bother to be the part of happiness but
To question when in trouble
To point
To finger
To show the mistake
To show that I am the bad
Ignorant of all thoughts what they felt
Had faith that there might be one who would have faith in me
That one was always around but
Was not meant to be together
All that stopped him from being mine was
The CASTE